Oh, I'm a martyr to music.

Love is the last light spoken.

If you want a definition of poetry, say: Poetry is what makes me laugh or cry or yawn, what makes my toenails twinkle, what makes me want to do this or that or nothing and let it go at that.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

And books which told me everything about the wasp, except why.

Friend, my enemy, I call you out. You, you, you there with a bad thorn in your side. You there, my friend, with a winning air. Who pawned the lie on me when he looked brassly at my shyest secret. With my whole heart under your hammer. That though I loved him for his faults as much as for his good. My friend were an enemy upon stilts with his head in a cunning cloud. -Dylan Thomas